Oh so trusting

Okay so today I am living in chaos. We are getting carpet put in which is extremely exciting, however, our house isn't very big and moving furniture around is like playing tetrus. So now furniture is crammed in places it wouldn't normally be. But to my point. I realized today just how extemely trusting I am of people. I realize that I always want to assume the best in people instead of the worse.

Today when the carpet guys arrived I go to answer the door and standing there are two thug looking guys. Literally they looked like the pictures above only a little more thugier. They didn't arrive with a Nebraska Furniture Mart truck, but a unmarked van and I say, "OH HI! Come on in!" Cause I am too trusting. I show them where the carpet was going and say, "Okay, I will be upstairs with the kids if you need anything." They, of course, ended up being who they said they were. However, I am hoping that they aren't drug users who are scoping out the place later to snatch whatever valuble things I have. I am thinking not. They actually are very nice young men who just happen to look like a couple of punks. So all is good, atleast I think it is.